Chapter 30 Nothing Happens
Chapter 30 Nothing Happens
The next day, at dawn, Liu Sheng got up with his hands covering his splitting headache.
This was her first day on duty as a doorman.
She really shouldn't have been so impulsive. Although she gained a lot, she almost fell to her death.
After washing up, I put on my pink skirt and went to the cafeteria for breakfast.
Along the way, she saw people looking at her strangely, and she didn't know why.
The breakfast at Qinghe Weaving House was pretty good, with two golden fried beef patties, a bowl of millet porridge and a small dish of pickles.
But when she was eating, there were always people pointing at her and whispering, and they made eye contact and whispered to each other, which was not very comfortable.
When she arrived at Wanshi Hall, she also saw Su Yanjun looking at her with a look of regret and sadness.
After asking, I found out that the news had spread throughout the entire Qinghe Weaving Institute. The new doorman of the Wanshi Hall who came from the Lixian Weaving Institute was unwilling to give in, so he forced himself to communicate with the spirit, which led to backlash and vomiting blood.
Although she had just arrived yesterday and no one knew what she looked like, everyone recognized Su Yanjun. Then, when they saw that she looked unfamiliar and was wearing the clothes of a doorman at the Wanshi Hall, they knew that she was the heroine of this joke.
"You can't force yourself to become a god. Nothing is difficult in this world as long as you are willing to give up. Look, I can't become a god either, but I still live a comfortable life and enjoy everything I eat."
Su Yanjun wanted to comfort Liu Sheng. He must be in a bad mood as he became a laughing stock in Qinghe Weaving Institute right after arriving.
But the two still have to work together, and work will be more motivated only when the colleague is in a good mood.
She didn't want to face a gloomy colleague every day.
"It's okay, I'm just a little anxious."
Liu Sheng didn’t not care, but he just felt that there were other more important things.
Especially the last thing she saw.
She saw that in the far north, an indescribable darkness was approaching step by step, and the places invaded by the darkness were entering an endless cold night. In this lightless darkness, countless unknown and invisible huge beings began to awaken. They seemed to be lurking in the frost, waiting with their heads held high, waiting for a certain signal...
She couldn't explain what it was, but her instincts told her it was real.
The cold night is approaching. She doesn't know when it will happen or what will happen. She only knows that it will be a devastating disaster.
Before that, she has a lot to do. She needs to prepare and become stronger in order to survive and protect her family and friends.
More importantly, she wanted to tear off the mysterious skin, reveal the darkness hidden under the light, and understand the essence of this world.
In fact, up to now, Liu Sheng no longer felt that she was trying to communicate with God, she seemed to be blaspheming God.
Even so, she couldn't help but want to continue on this path.
"Maybe I am right." Liu Sheng whispered to himself.
"What did you say?" Su Yanjun thought Liu Sheng was talking to her.
"Nothing. Now, what do we need to do?" Liu Sheng quickly changed the subject.
Su Yanjun sat behind the counter, patted the newly moved chair next to him, and said, "All we have to do is wait."
Then she took out a plate of osmanthus cake and a jar of peach blossom honey, picked up the vernacular novel and began to read it with relish.
Liu Sheng was speechless and could only sit down, take out a book called "Five Years of Formation and Three Years of Complete Solution", and imitate Su Yanjun to fish openly.
……
About an hour later, the first person finally came.
At this time, Su Yanjun had finished eating the osmanthus cake and was sleeping soundly with the storybook as his pillow.
Liu Sheng quickly stood up to greet him, but thinking that he still didn't understand anything, he poked Su Yanjun with his elbow.
She was an old lady, dressed simply, with traces of time on her face, and she was carrying a small cloth bag in her hand.
"Excuse me, old man, is there anything I can help you with?" Su Yanjun woke up, quickly straightened his posture, put on a polite smile and asked.
The old lady's eyes revealed a hint of expectation: "I heard that you can find people and things here."
"Yes, I don't know the specific situation of the person you are looking for. I will determine the corresponding solution based on your situation and arrange for someone to follow up." Su Yanjun is very familiar with the art of dialogue. The old lady's eyes were moist: "I am looking for my bird, about three years old, and it has been missing for three days..."
A three-year-old child missing for three days is a big case.
Then I guess I have to talk to the county government and arrange for a constable to come.
Su Yanjun was brainstorming quickly.
But the old lady continued, "The bird's body is about half an arm long, with tortoise-shell fur, four snow-white claws, a tuft of white hair on its tail, and its two eyes are like green gems..."
"Wait, old man, is the sparrow you are talking about a human being?"
"How could it be?" the old lady asked in surprise, "Que'er is my little cat slave!"
There seemed to be disgust in his eyes for Su Yanjun asking this question.
A raccoon is a cat, but who would name a cat "bird"?
Su Yanjun suppressed the crazy output in his heart, smiled and said to the old lady: "Please wait a moment."
Then, he shouted loudly: "Gao Yisheng!"
Liu Sheng was still wondering who Su Yanjun was shouting at, as there were only three of them present.
Then I saw the side door of the back hall of Wanshi Hall opened, and a thin man with sleepy eyes walked out, with the scarf on his head askew.
It turned out that someone had always been there, but had been sleeping and had no sense of existence.
"What's wrong?" Gao Yisheng asked as if he hadn't woken up yet.
"Your customer is looking for a raccoon."
Gao Yisheng immediately perked up, as if he didn't mind at all that it was just a small case. He just took the old lady's hand, led her to the small compartment set up next to the hall, and said in a gentle voice: "Come, old lady, let's talk over here."
"Well, that day, my bird went to catch sparrows, and the result was..."
The figures and voices of the two gradually disappeared behind the screen in front of the compartment.
Liu Sheng asked, "Is this the guest of Wanshi Hall?"
"Yes, he is Gao Yisheng, the retainer on duty this morning. This type of incident can be handled by retainers."
"Does this kind of case make a lot of money?"
"Of course it's not much, but a drop in the bucket is still money. They usually have other jobs and are just doing this part-time, so they take whatever they can earn."
Su Yanjun pursed his lips and pointed at the screen, saying, "Like Gao Yisheng, he was originally a scholar going to Beijing to take the imperial examination, but he became obsessed with leaf opera on the way and spent all his money, so he stayed here to work."
Liu Sheng remained silent.
After working as a doorman for a day, she gradually got the hang of it except for the first case of finding a raccoon slave, which she didn't quite understand.
In the afternoon, I also helped to handle a case in which a son had a quarrel and ran away from home. Because the child was only six years old, I sent a letter to the government office and arranged for two constables to search for him. They found him quickly and I received the commission money of three Lingyuan.
It is indeed as Su Yanjun said, this job is neither too busy nor too difficult, suitable for just living a life of idleness and waiting for death.
For Liu Sheng, this kind of leisure time is still very suitable for thinking.
Whenever Su Yanjun found a chance, he would read storybooks or sleep.
Whenever Liu Sheng has free time, he starts reading, daydreaming, or having spiritual conversations with his "mother".
Now her attempt to "communicate with God" or "blaspheme God" has reached a bottleneck. After what happened yesterday, she dared not try again for the time being.
Not only will there be no progress, there may also be serious sequelae.
She had to think carefully about what to do next.
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(End of this chapter)